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Chapter 1936 Confirmation of death

He Zhengyuan responded with a very resistant expression as he listened to Zhang Yongzuo's words: "I can't inquire about this."

"Why can't you ask? You have such a good personal relationship with Xianhui. You are joining Shengshi Marriott together. Is it difficult to ask about this?" Zhang Yongzuo was anxious to know Luo Jiahong's situation, so he couldn't control his emotions: "This is not important information, just hit him indirectly."

He Zhengyuan frowned and replied: "Xianhui has his own position, and I called him to make things difficult for him."

"I said, this is not important information. Just ask Luo Jiahong's situation!" Zhang Yongzuo emphasized excitedly: "This is very important to us."

He Zhengyuan looked at Zhang Yongzuo with a sinister face, but did not answer the conversation, nor did he intend to call him on his own initiative.

Zhang Yongzuo could not command him, and was anxious again, so he could only turn his head and look at Xiaolian.

The house was quiet for less than thirty seconds, then Xiaolian took the initiative to speak and said softly: "Old He, please ask."

"I...!" He Zhengyuan looked at Xiaolian helplessly. Seeing that she nodded at her, he was forced to take out the phone, dialed Xianhui's cell phone in front of everyone, and pressed the hands-free button.

After a few seconds, the phone was connected.

"Hey? Xianhui!"

"Brother Yuan."

"...Haha, where is it?" He Zhengyuan asked with a smile.

“In Myanmar.”

"Ah." He Zhengyuan nodded and asked in a low voice: "You can just not go to China."

When Zhang Xianhui heard this, he paused clearly: "What's wrong?"

"I want to remind you that the situation over there is a bit complicated. If you ask you to go, you'd better find an excuse to push it." He Zhengyuan replied in a low voice.

"Did you hear any rumors? Brother Yuan?" Zhang Xianhui asked back.

"...No, it's not my turn to do domestic affairs." He Zhengyuan shook his head: "I am thinking about your safety."

"It's okay." Zhang Xianhui smiled: "The superiors are very protective of me, and I haven't let me go in the last few times."

"Ah, that's fine." He Zhengyuan nodded and asked again: "Who are the ones who returned to China this time?"

"Brother Yu leads the team, I haven't found out about the specific person."

"Hey!" He Zhengyuan asked as if chatting: "Are they back? What's the result?"

"I'm not very clear, either." Zhang Xianhui responded without hesitation: "I am now in the northern military region! Isn't Myanmar D severely cracking down on private armed forces recently? I'm doing this with Ba'ang people, and I haven't been back to the side for a long time."

He Zhengyuan looked at Xiaolian helplessly when he heard this.

Xiaolian paused for a moment and shook her head at He Zhengyuan.

"Okay, then you can work first in the Northern Military Region. Remember, if you encounter something, how much brains you can get. If you are undecided, call me." He Zhengyuan instructed.

"Haha, okay, I understand, Brother Yuan!" Zhang Xianhui nodded.

"That's it."

"Haole, Brother Yuan!"

The two of them exchanged greetings and ended the call.

He Zhengyuan turned his head and looked at Zhang Yongzuo, and said expressionlessly: "You heard it too, he doesn't know."

Zhang Yongzuo's face was gloomy, and he walked a few steps inside the house with his hands behind his back and said, "It's so fucking strange. After we officially broke up with Shengshi Marriott, how can we get some news so hard!"

...

Domestic, along the Meig River.

Zhang Xianhui stood in the forest on the shore, waved his hand and said to the snakeskin, "Hey, Boss Boss, you lean against the shade of the tree. Fuck, you are the fucking stopping there, and others can see it in one glance?"

"Ah!" The boss of the ship nodded and immediately asked, "How long do we have to wait?"

"I don't know, wait." Zhang Xianhui lowered his head and took out the cigarette box, frowned and observed the movements on the roadside.

In this way, Zhang Xianhui and his men waited from daytime until after 7 o'clock in the evening before they saw several private cars driving on the road in the distance.

"Go and wake up for the boss of the boat. The person is here." Zhang Xianhui gave an order to the people around him.

"good!"

The young man nodded and ran to the boat immediately.

A few minutes later, the car drove over and stopped. Zhang Xianhui rushed over immediately, lowered his head and glanced at Jin Taiyu in the car: "...Is he so seriously injured?"

Kim Tae-woo was sitting on the chair, still pretending to be b and said, "Go and bring my stretcher."

Zhang Xianhui stood at the door of the car and looked around. After seeing that the main members had returned, he felt relieved and then bared his teeth and joked at Jin Taiyu: "Emperor, can you still cross the shore in your physical condition?"

"I'm dead, you're not the prince either!" Kim Tae-woo waved his hand and urged, "Don't mess around, go get the stretcher!"

"Haha." Zhang Xianhui smiled and waved his hand to urge him, "Come on two, lift it!"

Kim Tae-woo lay in the car, turned her head and asked at Xianhui, "Can a boat sit down?"

"There is another ship, you and Brother Song and others will leave first." Zhang Xianhui replied softly: "I will let the second ship come immediately, otherwise I will stop here, I am afraid of attracting attention."

"Okay!" Kim Tae-woo nodded with satisfaction.

...

Late at night, it was past 11 o'clock.

Xiaolian called Zhang Yongzuo: "Are you asleep?"

"No, you said!" Zhang Yongzuo immediately sat up from the bed.

"Kim Tae-woo brought people back to Bianj headquarters and was seriously injured." Xiaolian said quickly: "Shen Tianze's main building held a celebration banquet for them."

When Zhang Yongzuo heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

"...From the perspective of behavior, Luo Jiahong should be... gone." Xiaolian said in a trembling voice.

"Who gave you the message?"

"A small character." Xiaolian responded in a low voice.

"When I passed by the dock union?" Zhang Yongzuo asked again.

"No." Xiaolian sighed and responded: "After we broke up with Shengshi Marriott, Erpang cleaned up all the people who passed by the dock union and stopped using them. They can't get news from Shengshi Marriott now."

When Zhang Yongzuo heard this, he lowered his head and said nothing.

"Luo Jiahong is going to die, we have lost a lot of help. You need to adjust your direction." Xiaolian reminded.

"that's all!"

After the words came to an end, the two ended the call.

Zhang Yongzuo sat on the bed, lowered his head and was silent for a while before the phone rang again.

"Hello?"

"...I am Jiahong's friend. He had something wrong in Nann." A man on the phone said in a concise manner: "Before he did the business, he told me that if he didn't contact me 24 hours a day, he would ask me to call you."

Zhang Yongzuo was stunned when he heard the sound.

"Dudu!"

After the man finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone.

Zhang Yongzuo sat in the dark room. After a long silence, he suddenly shook his arm and smashed the phone against the wall with a bang.

"Fuck your mother, God won't help me!"

Angry roar sounded indoors.
Chapter completed!
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